A Taste for Yiddish
Every Saturday afternoon when he was 7, Aaron Paley ate lunch with his older siblings and begged to hear what they\’d learned at Yiddish Kindershul that morning.
Every Saturday afternoon when he was 7, Aaron Paley ate lunch with his older siblings and begged to hear what they\’d learned at Yiddish Kindershul that morning.
Jewish (and other) radio listeners will be able to time travel back to the world of their immigrant ancestors when "The Yiddish Radio Project" debuts March 19 on stations coast-to-coast.
Middle-aged, mild-mannered Barney Cashman craves excitement in the form of an extramarital affair. Neil Simon\’s \”Last of the Red Hot Lovers\” follows this bumbling protagonist as he attempts to seduce three women, including his wife\’s best friend, in his mother\’s apartment.
It was the first time in U.S. history that the cast and producers of a play were hauled down to police headquarters and convicted on obscenity charges.\n
There\’s something funny going on at Hillel at Pierce and Valley Colleges. Comedy Nite 2001 features an array of comedians hitting the stage at Pierce College raising laughter and funds for Hillel programming.
Anya Karlin has been fascinated with opera since the age of 4, when she was invited to join the cast of \”Madame Butterfly.\” At 10, while performing in a Chanukah concert, she discovered the joys of singing in Yiddish.
In his new CD, \”Garden of Yidn\” (Naxos World), violinist and music historian Yale Strom, who will be in concert in Los Angeles next week, offers tunes going back as far as the early 19th century, giving the listener not only a superior musical experience but some fascinating historical sketches of Jews in the Yiddish- and Ladino-speaking world.
Chava Alberstein has been called Israel\’s Joan Baez, and for good reason.
When I got the call from Montreal, fortunately I was sitting down. The woman said her name was Bryna Wasserman, and she wanted to produce a musical based on the film I had made about Harry Houdini in 1976.
On a warm spring evening this month, the boisterous strains of Eastern European music wafted out the window of a large, Spanish-style home in Santa Monica.